If you haven’t given up the internet and moved off the grid to peacefully heard sheep or run a polygamous cult, you have probably heard of the series on Prime, Daisy Jones & The Six.
First off, I can’t possibly hear “Daisy Jones” without hearing “Davy Jones”–I can’t be the only one.
While loosely based on stories from Fleetwood Mac and other bands of the past, there are quite a few ways this new series on Prime seems to have taken concepts from, or given a nod to The Monkees–including a beautiful clip of Linda Rondstadt and The Stone Poneys cover of the Michael Nesmith penned “Different Drum”–enough that the Wall Street Journal decided to write about it.
I don’t pay for the WSJ, so I’ll never know what they wrote–but I can see the first line in the preview, “In the 1960s, The Monkees’ fame far outpaced what Daisy Jones & the Six has accomplished.”
LOL yeah, that seems about right.
Daisy Jones & The Six has been hyped up enough I decided I had to experience it. So I began watching, and it has become my treadmill TV, my folding-laundry TV, and my waiting-for-the-melatonin-to-kick-in TV. It hits like a cocktail of This Is Spinal Tap, Almost Famous, The Monkees, every 60s/70s-vibe hashtag you follow on Instagram, Tumblr, and TikTok, and every VH1 Behind The Music special you’ve ever seen, shaken not stirred.
It’s extremely predictable.
But perhaps there is a kind of comfort in that predictability.
And it shows how absolutely thirsty our culture is for all of this classic music from the past. I respect that.
In other news, Rolling Stone decided The Monkees are a real band. It’s like the roller coaster of the latest on whether or not Pluto is considered a real planet. LOL, can we get off this ride? I do not do roller coasters.
